[Redman] come!!!!! [Marley] Play this song on your radio, play this song on your fuckin radio 1: Method Man] Oh no, another lyrica forty fo' If it gets deep, jump in feet first hold yo' nose I'm a beast you step on my toe you hear my whistle Checkin 'em hoe, you see my lettin it go I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya Time to party, Meth, Marley and Jr. Gong So selecta, come it, awww shit it Now done did it, supper ready y'all come get it Now who 'gon stop me block me pop me knock me Jamaica most high Haile Selassie willin, another sound boy killin I'm hot bitch I don't cold or catch feelings The truth be the youth And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man take of his fam what y'all better do Examine our skin we to win tell the people we be jammin again [Verse 2: Make way for Reggie Got more hoes than canyon I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for I, shoot at your feet make you dancin I'm pissin on picnics where ya campin got the ziplock from Ziggy When the zig zag I'll rip your zip code Got fucked up off the hypno I tip toe, then wait till bend over (There I go) money I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on (Blaow!) Look out, in the air (Blaow!) guns in the air No it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin dread right or wrong I'm a sinner, of the underground swimmers Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up [Chorus: I don't about your bling bling bling Over here we let things ring BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up I don't care your bling bling bling here we let them things ring BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up [Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley] I neva wonda why so much ganja ya And dem a wonda how so much feature Blunt dem so big a must a Bunny Bob and Teach it like a preach it like a preacher Put you in a Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under Gimme di gimme di blunt and a sensimillia Gimme di chunks di cup and a couple senorita Jr. di veteran a trouble when mi reach ya DJ fi fi fan dem inna and di bleacha Jumpin off on di metah , you best yah Babylon a skunk and couldn't get mi neitha Well since a likkle ghetto yute dem get di crippled So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a when we hear some politician trippin When a di big ting I'm right there wid di clip in So just smile now yuh flip yuh flippin lippin Got a big forty five it's trigga finga Then mi buck up yuh so far yuh don't know what's happenin Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim it's yuh fat and go gym Get mi inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin It is dappin slappin it is non stoppin Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi If a gal try dat she's a pigeon Well woman a tear off mi pants Natty inna di benz and have recline switchin If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up dun tell yuh but yuh don't listen [Outro: this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio